fidential Moments

        up to    nig appeared t s all ined to undress. S doable t preseself, and began to inctive vent of stroement.    feveris tension of t to apaal absorption. hing remarkable happened?

        Not you are not likely to sider in t degree unimportant. S t eur fas your critical ear muco desire. And s a great deal in rative manner from beal eyebro seemed someo    tory influence of tible effe a ted young lady ly balanced mind, uraining and refined society. But if Maggie    young lady, you    it could ten; for t    nations, ory.

        In pgies rung, ure - just e ae scs jarring sounds ay round of tasks - tly trivial causes    of rousing aing ion in a    erious to     t s distinctly of Mr Step or d on tions t    ion; it    s te presence of a y and deligry and romane ion, ie dition seemed irrecoverably gone, and s. No prayer, no striving ive peace: ttle of    seemed,    to be decided in t s and easy    renunciation at ting in ill - Purcells music s ay in tion of t bare lonely past. Ser a?rial le tap came at t was ered in ample we dressing-gown.

        `y c you begun to undress? said Lucy, in astonis. `I promised not to e and talk to you, because I t you must be tired. But o dress for a ball. e, e, get on your dressing-go your hair.

        `ell, you are not very fororted Maggie, ily rea go Lucys light brown hair brushed ba curly disorder.

        `O I    muco do. I s doalk to you, till I see you are really on to bed.

        ood and unplaited    dooilette table, ate eyes, and tle aside, like a pretty spaniel. If it appears to you at all incredible t young ladies so talk fidentially in a situation of to remember t ional cases.

        `You really onig you, Maggie?

        `O yes, t is s me from feeling sleepy. I tal s, if I could al seems to irengto my limbs and ideas into my brain. Life seems to go on    effort, imes one is scious of carrying a .

        `And Step he?

        `ell, per, said Maggie, lauged ossed    impartial, and I think any barrel an splendid.

        `But tell me ell me exactly - good and bad too.

        `O I te tle. A lover s be so muc ease and so self-fident.    to tremble more.

        `Nonsense, Maggie! As if any one could tremble at me!You ted - I see t. But you dont dislike him, do you?

        `Dislike    of seeing suc I s to please? Besides    promised to make you hing! Maggie pinched Lucys dimpled .

        `e somorrow evening, said Lucy, looking eph him.

        `O Lucy, I t see urning pale. `At least, I could not see    toms leave.

        `Is tom sut as t? said Lucy, surprised. `Ill take ty tell    .

        `But, dear, said Maggie, faltering, `I promised tom very solemnly - before my fat speak to P . And I    dread of opening t om - of getting into a quarrel h him again.

        `But I never range and unreasonable.    o tom about it?

        `O no, pray dont, dear, said Maggie. `Ill go to omorroell    you    before of asking o absolve me from my promise, but Ive not o determine on it.

        t for some moments, and then Lucy said,

        `Maggie, you s from me, and I have none from you.

        Maggie looked meditatively auro o tell you about P, Lucy, you must not betray t you kno to any one - least of all to Po Mr Step.

        tive lasted long, fgie p: sold Luyt life; and t face bent toerest, and ttle o speak on. On ts only s expansive. S betray fully ill rankled in oms great offes ill made    bear t any one else s all - botoms sake and P bear to tell Lucy of t se bet to be a ne som    in regarding any prospect of love and marriage bet of tion by tion of two families. Of course P.

        `tory, said Maggie, smiling ears in her eyes. `You see I am like Sir Andrew Ague-cheek - I was adored once.

        `A is you knoc before - part of yeneral uniness, said Lucy.

        Stle    Maggie, `It is very beautiful t you s suot to give acles no time.

        Maggie shook her head.

        `Yes, yes, persisted Lucy. `I t    it. ti it - out of t    o you ougo be. And Pale. O I so trive some plot t o t mind - so t you may marry P t be a pretty ending to all my poor, pgies troubles?

        Maggie tried to smile, but s a sudden chill.

        `A go to bed; and so must I. I dare not t time it is.

        t ao be ot fidences are sometimes blinding even whey are sincere.
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